"It turned out to be Uncle Feng from the Huashan Sect. When Uncle Feng disappeared, it was a pity for the family teacher for a long time. It's a pity that there is another less opponent in the world."
Ding Mian said respectfully.
Although I just had a blast with this old monster Feng Qingyang, the other person is after all an elder of the Five Mountains Sword Sect.
perhaps--
He probably wouldn't take action against himself.
"Is your master, the abbot of Shaolin or the head of Wudang?"
Feng Qingyang looked at Ding Mian with confusion.
Ding Mian's face turned dark.
You must have done it on purpose, you know I am from the Songshan sect when you look at me dressed like this!
"My master, the Songshan Sect——"
Before Ding Mian could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Feng Qingyang.
"Since he is not the abbot of Shaolin or the leader of Wudang, then why are you putting money on your face? He is worthy of being my opponent!"
Feng Qingyang's disdainful tone continued to spread throughout the venue.
Although Yue Buqun lowered his head, there was a look of relief on his face.
Having been suppressed by Songshan for so many years, although Feng Qingyang appeared above the Huashan sect today, these words were really refreshing.
What makes Yue Buqun even more excited is that Uncle Feng is still alive!
Although Uncle Feng seems to be an elder of the Sword Sect.
But the other party is from the Huashan sect after all, and it seems that he passed the Dugu Nine Swords to his eldest disciple.
Such a giant Buddha, even if I exchange the position of the leader, I still have to keep it!
Listen to what Uncle Feng just said.
Except for the head of Wudang and the abbot of Shaolin, you are all considered a ball!
Not to mention, the abbot of Shaolin and the master of Wudang had long since ascended to heaven and passed away, but Master Feng is still alive.
As long as Uncle Feng can stay in Huashan, he can plan a shitty sword recipe to ward off evil.
Dugu Nine Swords is not fragrant!
Compared with the Dugu Nine Swords, the evil-repelling sword manual is simply the dregs of dregs.
After all, although Lin Yuantu was very famous back then, he did not win the title of Sword Master.
But Feng Qingyang is a real swordsman in the world.
The Huashan Sect has stood up since then!
Thinking of this, Yue Buqun looked at his second disciple, Lao Denuo, with murderous intent in his eyes.
Now that Huashan has gained the confidence not to be afraid of Songshan, it seems that it is time to find time to deal with this traitor.
Well, let him go down the mountain to perform his mission, and then be brutally murdered by the Demon Cult.
"Uncle Feng Master, this is Ding Mian, the thirteenth eunuch of the Songshan Sect. He is -"
Seeing Feng Qingyang being rude to Ding Mian, Cheng Buyou quickly explained.
"Boom~
Before he finished speaking, Cheng Buyou was instantly knocked away by a powerful internal force, and a mouthful of blood spurted out instantly.
"Hmph, a person of no higher caliber in Huashan actually lost to a junior. He just let it go if he lost. He even learned some dirty tricks to sneak attack. Go and think about the past!"
Feng Qing raised his eyebrows and said angrily.
This scene made everyone present have their eyelids jump.
With a wave of his hand, he was able to knock off a top-notch player. This Feng Qingyang's internal strength was truly unpredictable.
The most speechless person is Cheng Buyou.
Cheng Buyou feels miserable in his heart!
I really had no choice in sneak-attacking a junior Linghu Chong. The key was to lose to the opponent. What happened?
The other party's swordsmanship was taught by your old man. Your old man's unique skills were not passed on to the sword sect disciples, but to an air sect disciple.
What can I do? I am also desperate!
Of course, I can only think about this in my heart.
The old man is in this explosive posture. If he dares to say one more word, he will be shot to death by the other party!
If you want to think about crossing a cliff, just think about crossing a cliff.
Now that the old man has come out, the situation of the Huashan Sect has been settled, and Yue Buqun can no longer resist.
"Uncle Feng Taishi, this Ding Mian is the righteous path of the Five Mountains Sword Sect——"
"Is there a place for you to talk?"
Feng Qing raised his eyebrows. He hasn't gone to trouble you yet, but now he dares to jump out.
I really think I have no temper!
"This little brother's muscles and bones are indeed different from those of ordinary people. He is quite suitable for practicing swordsmanship."
Wuming glanced at Linghu Chong and said in surprise.
"Then Mr. Anonymous, I wonder if he can pass on two tricks to my disciple?"
The wind is clear and the way is great joy.
Although I am unhappy with what this kid Linghu Chong will do in the future, this kid's talent is really good. If he can take charge of Huashan, he will not wait until a hundred years later to lead Huashan to the top of the world.
etc.
Thinking of this, Feng Qingyang's expression was slightly startled.
In another world, there are infinite immortals and gods. I don’t even dare to think about immortality if I try hard enough.
But it seems that it won’t be a problem to give death to everyone in the Huashan sect~
"No, no, no, I no longer accept disciples. Wuming is the destiny of the evil star. When I was young, I will conquer my parents. When I am middle-aged, I will conquer my wife and children. Now my disciples, domestic servants, brothers and sects, and everyone related to me.
You are under my control." Wuming shook his head, two figures flashed in his mind.
Those were the figures of Cu Chulainn and Yasuo.
In other words, these two people are probably the only people he has not defeated.
Hearing Wuming's words, Feng Qingyang's body trembled slightly, saying that he seemed to have spent a lot of time with Mr. Wuming.
"May I ask, Mr. Nameless is such a powerful person, how did his apprentice die?"
"I chopped him to death."
"What?"
Everyone present looked at Wuming.
Wuming played the erhu, and in an instant a sad breath spread throughout Huashan.
"My whole life, Wuming, I have acted in a manner worthy of heaven and earth, and I have never killed anyone by mistake—"
"Ah~"
Ding Mian screamed, and an invisible sword energy penetrated Ding Mian's forehead.
"Sorry, my hands are slippery."
The wind is clear...
Yue Buqun......
Everyone...
I always feel like this guy is not very reliable.
"By the way, do you need to go to the Songshan sect? In two days, we will all go to the small garden together. It will be a big opportunity. Of course, there will also be a big crisis. Why don't you deal with the affairs in your own world before that?"
Then Wuming looked at Feng Qingyang and said calmly.
"Go... you can go, but it's probably a thousand miles away from Songshan Mountain. Even if you have to travel by horseback, it would be difficult -"
"It's okay. The spell cards I made during the break can go wherever you want."
Wuming took out the spell card made by Zima and said proudly.
"Unknown senior, wait."
Feng Qingyang looked at the confused people and made a stern face.
"If Uncle Feng Master is willing to sit in charge of Huashan, Buqun is willing to hand over the position of head of Huashan!" Yue Buqun said seriously.
Feng Buping and the others couldn't restrain the expressions of ecstasy on their faces for an instant, while Ning Zhongze and the others looked hesitant to speak.
"You are really interested. Master, if you continue to sit here, Feng Buping and those boys will help you. Then you can follow me to solve any subsequent troubles."
Looking at Ding Mian, Feng Qingyang had a look of satisfaction on his face.
Feng Buping: "Uncle Master!"
Feng Qingyang immediately glared and Feng Buping shut up.
"Okay, senior Wuming, let's go."
Feng Qingyang said respectfully.
The next moment, as Wuming threw out the spell card, all the Huashan disciples present opened their mouths as if they had seen a ghost.